Kael's POV
"She won't last another twelve hours, Kael. Look at her," Elira's voice was a frantic whisper. I could detect so much worry in it, but I was not going to mirror that.
I didn't look up from the piece of hard bread I was breaking between my fingers; I couldn't. "I see her, Elira. I've been counting every new vein that pops up and changes color on her wrist."
"If I had known this was going to escalate this badly, I wouldn't have—".
"You want to know what's worse than us being in a doomed condition?" I growled, unable to conceal how I felt anymore. "It's you whining about it and feeling guilty".
Elira stared at me, disbelief etched on her face.
"Yes," I confirmed, "I'm tired of hearing how much you wish things did not turn out like this, and I'm tired of hearing Sapphire say
